Chapter 680 "Black Hand"

In the woods on the banks of the Yanshui River.

The dragon crossing the river, covered with scars, knelt on the ground.

Cheng Mo and the other two faced each other with solemn expressions.

The proud-looking young man in gold-threaded brocade clothes sneered to himself, and he was followed by six or seven young monks, all of whom looked unkind.

This young man in golden clothes and the young monks around him are all monks in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

Mo Hua crouched in the tree invisibly. After thinking for a while, he still didn't reveal himself rashly.

Cheng Mo was sneak attacked by the young man in gold. Although he blocked the sword light, his blood was still surging and he couldn't help but said angrily:

"Who are you?"

The young man in gold said contemptuously: "You don't deserve to know."

Situ Jian's eyes narrowed and he said in a deep voice: "It's Duanjinmen. That sword energy just now is Duanjinmen's Duanjin Sword Control Technique."

Situ Jian practiced swordsmanship and knew a lot about all the more prominent swordsmanship sects in Qianxue State.

Although he has never learned many distinctive sword techniques, he still knows a thing or two about them.

Mo Hua, who was hiding in the tree, was stunned.

Break the Golden Gate?

No wonder...

He felt why this sword energy was so familiar. It turned out that he had obtained it from Boss Jiang, the sword technique of the Jinmen Sect - the Broken Gold Sword Control Technique.

He even practiced it himself...

It's just that he is not a sword cultivator. The Broken Gold Sword Qi he temporarily repaired was too weak, just like a "fake". It was completely different from the sharp sword Qi in the hands of the golden-clothed monk just now. I didn't think of it for a moment. …

"Broken Golden Gate..."

Mo Hua's eyes glanced over the group of young men in golden clothes, his expression looking thoughtful.

The young man in gold clothes became more and more arrogant when his identity was revealed.

"Oh? You recognize my Broken Golden Sword Qi from Broken Golden Gate, so you have some knowledge."

Yang Qianjun snorted coldly and looked sharply:

"So what if I broke the Golden Gate? What we are doing is offering a reward from the Dao Tingsi, and we are following the orders of the sect. Do you still want to rob it by force?"

The young man in gold sneered, "You are offering a reward, but we are not?"

He flicked his sleeves, pointed at Duan Jianglong and said:

"We have been keeping an eye on this bastard for several days. We had him cornered and were waiting to close the net, but we didn't expect that you little bastards would step in and capture him first. Our credit, do you think it’s because you brats don’t know how to measure things?”

Seeing them confusing right and wrong, Cheng Mo cursed:

"You fart! You are staring at a fart! I obviously want to grab the credit and give you face... No, I want to put gold on your ass that looks like a 'face'!"

The young man in gold blushed and looked embarrassed.

He came from a humble background and was also a master in the sect. When had he ever been so humiliated, his eyes could not help but look cold and stern.

"You little bastard, you're looking for death!"

Cheng Mo was still not afraid, Yang Qianjun held a spear in his hand, and Situ Jian also said proudly:

"You are a member of a noble family, and so are we. You have a sect, and so do we! What? Do you still want to kill us in this wilderness?"

The golden-robed young man's expression froze and his face trembled.

He really didn't dare...

If it were an ordinary cultivator, he would kill him if he wanted to. Even if Dao Tingsi came to the door, he would just push the loser out to take the blame.

There are many ways to escape guilt.

But if the person who killed was a monk from an aristocratic family or a disciple of the sect, then the matter would not be so easy to resolve.

Beside the young master in golden clothes, a young monk flattered him and said:

"Master Jin, killing them would be dirty, so we will break a few of their ribs and humiliate them..."

"Even if they go back and file a complaint, they will only lose face."

There was also someone nearby who echoed with a strange tone:

"Yes, let these fledgling boys know that you have to be smart when you go out to hang out, and you can't offend people you shouldn't offend..."

The young man in gold, who was called "Master Jin", nodded and said condescendingly:

"Well, I am not a narrow-minded person..."

He glanced lightly at the Crossing River Dragon who was kneeling on the ground, and snorted coldly, "Keep our 'prey' here, and then apologize to me, and then I can forget about it and let you leave, otherwise..."

Mr. Jin's smile was a little twisted, and there was a light golden sharp sword energy floating on his body. "Don't blame me for being rude and discipline you for your sect..."

Cheng Mo couldn't see how arrogant he was, and was about to scold him again, when Taixu Ling was suddenly shocked. He took it out and looked at it, and saw a word on it:

"Walk."

This is from Mo Hua.

Situ Jian and others also received it.

They looked at each other, exchanged opinions with their eyes, and nodded slightly.

Mr. Jin also saw their tokens and frowned, "Are you disciples of Taixu Sect?"

Cheng Mo and the others usually wear regular clothes when they go out on missions, not the Taixu Sect's Taoist robes.

Although Mr. Jin guessed that they were disciples of a sect, he did not know which sect they were disciples from at first.

Cheng Mo held his head high, "Yes, you know you're afraid."

Mr. Jin sneered, "It's just Taixu Sect, not one of the four major sects. Do you think you'll be afraid if we break the Golden Sect?"

"Besides..."

Mr. Jin smiled meaningfully and said, "Your Taixu Sect has loose sect rules, your disciples do not strive for advancement, and your swordsmanship is not as good as yours every year. You are no longer worthy of being ranked among the Eight Gates."

"If this continues, sooner or later, I will replace the Golden Gate..."

Cheng Mo scolded: "You golden straw bag, you are so wishful thinking, dreaming about your mother's dreams!"

Mr. Jin's eyes gradually became stern.

Situ Jian immediately held Cheng Mo down and whispered:

"Don't cause any trouble, let's go first."

Cheng Mo reluctantly shut up.

There were many people on the opposite side, and their cultivation levels were very high. They were obviously disciples of Duanjinmen who were one year above them. It was indeed unwise to have a head-on conflict at such a disadvantage.

Cheng Mo kicked the River Crossing Dragon on the ground again, and then the four of them gathered together, clenched the spiritual weapons in their hands, and watched Young Master Jin and his party slowly retreating out of the forest.

Seeing that they were about to leave, a disciple from Jin Gongzi beside him asked:

"Sir, would you like to..."

Mr. Jin looked indifferent and said, "Those from the Taixu Sect can't be moved casually. It's really making a big fuss. Even if you break the Golden Sect, you can't protect us. Unlike those small sects..."

The man cupped his hands and said, "Yes."

Afterwards, Mr. Jin and his party just stood there with disdain, watching Cheng Mo and the others leave.

Cheng Mo and the other two walked out of the woods and got further away, looking a little angry.

"The bastard who broke the Golden Gate!"

"How shameless!"

"They took advantage of the people we worked so hard to capture, and they took advantage of their numbers to rob them."

"Six hundred points of merit!"

Cheng Mo felt a pain in his body.

Situ Jian and the others also sighed.

After so much effort, the meritorious service that was finally achieved was just gone.

Yang Qianjun was a little skeptical, "Didn't we accept this mission? How did the people at Broken Golden Gate know about it?"

"They didn't accept the mission. They want to arrest people directly and send them to Daotingsi in exchange for a reward?"

"Or did you just happen to be passing by, and on the spur of the moment, you saw that we were easy to bully, so you just started to rob us?"

Cheng Mo and others shook their heads, looking confused.

Situ Jian was suddenly startled: "Where is Mo Hua?"

He looked around, thinking that Mo Hua was hiding around him so they couldn't see him, so he shouted softly:

"Little senior brother~"

But the surroundings were empty and no one was around.

Hao Xuan took out the Taixu Ling, glanced at it, raised his head and said, "Senior Brother, let us go first and wait for him at the ferry. He will come back to us later."

Cheng Mo wondered: "What did he do?"

Hao Xuan shook his head.

How could he guess what the little senior brother was thinking?

"Are we going to the ferry?" Cheng Mo asked.

Situ Jian thought for a while and couldn't guess what Mo Hua wanted to do. He shook his head and said:

"We'll wait here. It's not far from the woods. If Mo Hua is in danger, we can still provide support."

"Duanjinmen has a large number of people, but even if there is a conflict and they arrest us, they will never dare to kill us. At most, we will only suffer a little."

"But if Mo Hua is alone and caught by them, it will be hard to say..."

Although Mo Hua is also a disciple of the Taixu Sect, he is apparently just a casual cultivator and has no family to rely on.

Those who break Jinmen may not have any scruples.

Cheng Mo and others nodded solemnly.

…

In the grove, Mo Hua was still lying on the big tree, leaning his head and looking down secretly.

The sky is getting late, the sun has set, the glow has converged, and the light in the forest has become darker.

Cheng Mo and others left. Except for Crossing the River Dragon, only the "Jin Gongzi" was left in the forest at this time, and a group of "husband and dog friends" around him.

Mr. Jin kicked the dragon crossing the river over with one kick, then stepped on it, looking indifferently and said:

"You evil beast, you are full of evil, did you know you would be here today?"

There was blood in Guojiang Dragon's mouth, and he sighed, "The sect's trash, the sanctimonious beast, dare to bully grandpa..."

Mr. Jin pressed his feet hard, and Guojianglong groaned and swallowed the rest of the curse words into his throat.

Several other Jinmen Duanmen disciples also looked angry.

"Young Master, there is no need to gossip with this beast, crush his throat, destroy his meridians, and throw him into the Dao Tingsi to receive the reward."

"How dare you insult me ​​and break the Golden Gate? I don't know how to write the word 'death'?"

Mr. Jin kicked Jiang Long again, "You evil beast, tell me! Where are your other accomplices?"

The dragon crossing the river spat a mouthful of blood, but did not speak.

Mr. Jin frowned and ordered the disciples around him: "Scatter around and search to see if there are any accomplices of this evil beast nearby."

"Yes, sir!"

The others took the order and gradually dispersed in groups of two or three.

The forest instantly became quiet, leaving only the domineering Mr. Jin and the scarred Dragon Crossing the River.

The pale darkness of night filled the air, covering the forest.

Mr. Jin looked around the empty forest with gloomy eyes, and his consciousness scanned back and forth several times. Then he withdrew his foot from crossing the river dragon and threw him a light red pill.

"have eaten."

The Dragon Crossing the River took the elixir, swallowed it in his belly, and his complexion improved instantly.

The ink painting hidden on the tree was startled when he saw this, and said softly "Oh~" in his heart.

"These two people... actually know each other..."

Mr. Jin looked at the embarrassed look of Dragon Crossing the River and couldn't help but frown and said, "What a waste!"

What else did the Dragon Crossing the River want to say?

Mr. Jin said: "Wait a minute."

He casually took out two formation flags, waved his sleeves, and nailed the formation flags to the ground like darts.

Above the formation flag, spiritual power circulated, and an inconspicuous pale white barrier rose, covering Mr. Jin and Dragon Crossing the River.

Soundproof array?

Mo Hua blinked and muttered in his heart:

"Quite cautious..."

But in front of him, playing this little trick is a bit out of line.

With a sweep of his spiritual sense, he was able to find the gaps in the spiritual power between the formations and see through the flaws of the formation.

The powerful and obscure spiritual sense instantly penetrated the barrier of the soundproof formation.

And Guo Jianglong and the other man were still unaware.

They were talking about "private" things.

"... waste!"

"... It's not that I'm incompetent, it's really those little ghosts, they're too weird..."

"There's a fishing net, and a formation..."

"I was caught in the net when I wasn't paying attention, and I was pulled to the shore, and then dragged into the forest, and was besieged by those little ghosts..."

"It's really not that I'm careless, but they acted too carefully."

Guo Jianglong said: "I guess they must have someone who instructed them. This person hid in the dark, secretly planned, insidious and despicable, and used sophisticated means..."

"Okay!" Young Master Jin said contemptuously, "If you fail, you fail. Don't make excuses for yourself. It's not the first day you've been out."

Young Master Jin's face was gloomy, "It's really bad, do you think the 'young masters' will listen to your explanation?"

Mo Hua was stunned.

Young masters...?

How can there be young masters?

And they are young masters?

This Young Master Jin is not a real young master?

When Guo Jianglong heard the three words "young masters", his face turned pale and his eyes were horrified.

"Yes... I was careless. I was careless for a moment and fell into the trap of those little bastards. I almost ruined the young masters' business."

"I was stupid..."

Guo Jianglong said in fear.

Only then did Young Master Jin nod with satisfaction. After a moment, he frowned again, "How did these little ghosts from the sect find you?"

Guo Jianglong's face was bitter, "I don't know..."

He practiced the White Wave Technique and was free to come and go in the water, stirring up trouble and being lawless.

Unexpectedly, today, for no reason, he was caught by someone, ambushed, and dragged from the river to the shore.

Guo Jianglong thought about the matter carefully, and his heart sank, "Could it be... someone is targeting me?"

Mr. Jin also looked very unhappy, but after thinking for a moment, he shook his head and said:

"It doesn't seem like it..."

"If someone really targeted you, they wouldn't send a few little ghosts to catch you."

"Most likely they accepted the reward from the sect to earn some merit... But to be able to catch you, these little ghosts are quite capable."

Mr. Jin sneered, and then looked at Guo Jianglong coldly, scolding:

"I told you to keep a low profile, killing someone "You are just a dirty trick, how could you be caught by Dao Tingsi?"

"If not, how could these little devils from the sect catch you?"

Guo Jianglong was helpless, "I didn't want to do that either. I just wanted to slash their boat, drag those people into the water, and let the water monsters eat them..."

"Unexpectedly, the man surnamed Lin actually brought the 'water-repellent beads' with him, and the water monsters couldn't kill him at all. I had no choice but to use the three shark hooks to tear his throat, which left traces and was discovered by Dao Tingsi..."

Mo Hua's expression moved.

The surname "Lin"?

Among the six people, the dead family master was surnamed "Lin"?

Mo Hua silently memorized the surname, and then listened to Master Jin continue:

"Recently, the situation is tense. I will send you to Dao Prison later, and you will "die" in there. The Dao Tingsi will close the case and seal your files. When the situation subsides, you can change your appearance and name and continue to work for the "Master"..."

Guo Jianglong said: "Thank you, Master Jin, but..."

Master Jin said in a deep voice: "Speak."

Guo Jianglong lowered his voice and said uneasy:

"Why is the situation so bad recently?"

"Those brothers who swore blood oaths, one or two, were either arrested, killed, or dared not show their heads like dogs who lost their homes..."

"Nowadays, those who can still breathe and survive in the Dao can be counted on two hands..."

"Even the 'Venerable'... the Venerable who is one step away from the Golden Elixir and has terrifying magic, he..."

Guo Jianglong looked terrified and couldn't help trembling.

Young Master Jin said with a serious expression and a stern look:

"Mr. Tu guessed that we were plotted against..."

"For so many years, there has never been any problem, and the news has never leaked, but in just over a year, more than half of the people who swore blood oaths have been killed one after another..."

"...They are all dirty and left clues, which were spotted by the Dao Ting Division. Then the Dao Ting Division issued a task for the disciples of the sect to capture them in exchange for merit."

"What's even more strange is that in this process, the Dao Ting Division issued the reward, and the ordinary disciples of the sect received the reward. They may not know anything at all."

"And on the surface, there is no clue."

Young Master Jin's tone was slightly cold:

"So I guess... there must be an invisible, huge 'black hand' that is secretly manipulating all this..."

Young Master Jin said firmly.

The ink painting on the tree couldn't help but look down at his white and tender little hands and blinked in confusion.

Guo Jianglong was pale and his voice was hoarse. He asked:

"Can't we find out who the 'black hand' is?"

Mr. Jin's eyes narrowed slightly, "Mr. Tu didn't say, but I already have a candidate in my mind..."

Mo Hua was curious and couldn't help but prick up his ears.

Mr. Jin said in a deep voice: "This person is very likely to be the Taoist Court Secretary..."

Mr. Jin paused, his eyes sharp:

"...Gu Changhuai!"

Mo Hua was stunned.

Young Master Jin continued, "The Gu family has served in the Daoting Division for generations, and they are pedantic and not the same kind of people as us."

"This Gu Changhuai is a direct descendant of the Gu family, with a Jindan cultivation level. He is eccentric, moody, and unpredictable."

"And his cultivation and Taoism are all top-notch, and his strength should not be underestimated."

"Even the Fire Venerable, who possessed forbidden techniques and was invincible under the Jindan level of the second-grade state realm, died at the hands of this Gu Changhuai!"

Young Master Jin's eyes were filled with resentment and fear.

"This Gu Changhuai, even if he is not the 'black hand behind the scenes', must be an extremely important 'chess piece' in the hands of the person behind the scenes!"

"This person must be our mortal enemy!"

Guo Jianglong also believed it and nodded solemnly.

Mo Hua didn't know what to say...

Mr. Jin glanced at Guo Jianglong and said calmly:

"Remember my words. You must be very careful in your actions these days."

"Now is different from the past. You can't leave any clues. If you bring trouble upon yourself and implicate the young masters, and ruin the big things, you can't even die happily."

Guo Jianglong pursed his lips and nodded tremblingly.

Mr. Jin was still worried, and reminded him again:

"Also... keep your mouth shut."

"No matter who asks, you can't say a word. If they ask too hard, just..."

Mr. Jin put his fingers together, crossed his neck, and signaled to Guo Jianglong.

Guo Jianglong's face turned pale.

Mr. Jin patted him on the shoulder and said:

"The death of the flesh does not mean the real death. You have seen some things and should understand..."

Guo Jianglong looked terrified and kept silent.

Young Master Jin nodded with satisfaction, "Remember what I said..."

There was a movement outside the woods, and it seemed that someone was coming.

Young Master Jin's fingers flicked out two sword energies, crushing the two soundproof formation flags, and then kicked Guo Jianglong down with one foot.

Guo Jianglong fell to the ground and pretended to be unconscious.

After a while, the Duanjinmen disciple who had just been sent to search everywhere came back and said respectfully:

"Young Master, there is no trace of this evil beast's accomplices around."

Young Master Jin looked displeased, and after a moment he sighed and said:

"Forget it, catching this one is enough. Find two people to take this 'Guo Jianglong' to Daotingsi and receive the reward and share it equally among everyone."

All the disciples of Duanjinmen showed joy on their faces and bowed their hands and said:

"Thank you, Young Master!"

Young Master Jin nodded slightly, and finally looked at Guo Jianglong with contempt, and then walked away arrogantly.

The other disciples followed him, but only two of them stayed behind, and carried the "unconscious" Guojianglong to Daotingsi.

After a while, everyone in the grove left, and it was quiet all around.

Mo Hua, who had been invisible, jumped down from the tree and left without anyone noticing.

He wanted to go directly to the ferry to meet Cheng Mo and the others, but he didn't expect to run into Cheng Mo and his men not long after leaving the grove.

Cheng Mo and his four men were hiding in the bushes, staring at the grove with sharp eyes, as if waiting for him.

Mo Hua felt a little warm in his heart, and then he showed up.

Cheng Mo and his four men were startled and asked:

"Mo Hua, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Mo Hua said.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and then Cheng Mo asked: "Are we going back to the sect now?"

He looked a little disappointed, and Situ Jian and his men also looked a little dim.

People were robbed, and the original 120 points of merit for each person were gone.

Mo Hua shook his head and said, "No hurry, we can't make a wasted trip."

Everyone was stunned and looked at Mo Hua.

Mo Hua said confidently, "A gentleman never waits for revenge. If they dare to rob us, we will rob them now!"